He invited you and Marcus for a dinner party

Marcus got home from work a few hours later. He walked into the house and said, "Jennifer! I got out of work a little earlier than I expected!" He looked around, but it was just you there, sitting on the couch. "Hey Dustin, where's Jennifer?"

You didn't look up from the porn on your phone. "She's at Gary's house."

"Gary? You mean Mr. Henderson? Why would she be at his house?"

"He's throwing a dinner party tonight," you explained. "She's helping him clean up his place. We're both invited by the way. Actually, we should get going, it's starting soon."

Marcus was confused, especially after you told him that he needed to really dress up, but you convinced him that it would all make sense once you got to Gary's house. The two of you put on your best suits and walked next door.

Marcus knocked on the door, then turned to you and said, "I still don't get it. Jennifer hates Mr. Henderson, and honestly, so do I. The old guy is disgusting. Why would she agree to spend one minute in his house?"

Right when you were about to answer, the door opened. Jennifer was at the door, wearing the most amazing French maid outfit. It had the big ruffled shoulders, the lacy white apron, and of course a super short skirt and a low cut top. Jennifer's massive cleavage was on full display.

Jennifer smiled like an idiot and said, "Welcome, guests! Please come in!"

"Jennifer!" yelled Marcus, looking around to see if any of the neighbors could see her in this revealing outfit. He grabbed your shoulder and pulled you inside, then closed the door behind him. "Why are you wearing that?"

Jennifer stamped her foot. It was actually a little intimidating. Jennifer was an inch taller than you, but she was several inches taller than Marcus, and the 5-inch black heels she was wearing made her tower over her husband. She looked at him petulantly and said, "I can wear whatever I want! I'm helping Gary with his party, so I thought it would be fun to dress like a maid! I can dress like a maid if I want!"

You stared straight at her deep cleavage and said, "I think you look great, Jennifer. Those tits are so fucking hot! I just want to put my head between them and roll around in there like a dog!"

Normally a comment anywhere close to that crude would have made Jennifer do something shy, like cover up. Instead she pushed out her chest in front of you and said, "You can look all you like, but I dressed this way for Gary, not for you!"

Marcus looked like he was going to explode. "What the fuck is-!"

"Oh good, you're all here!" said Gary, walking into the room wearing a very old, poorly fitting suit. "Let's go to the dining room and sit down."

You all turned and followed Gary to a small dining room, but Marcus kept talking. "Mr. Henderson-"

"Call me Gary!"

"I don't want to, Mr. Hen..." Marcus struggled for a moment, then continued. "Fine, Gary. What's going on here?"

The old man pulled out his chair at the end of the table. "Going on? Oh, nothing, just a friendly get together! We're neighbors! This is what neighbors do! Go ahead and have a seat."

You sat down, and Marcus started to sit, but he resisted and said, "No, not until you tell me what's going on."

Gary grinned. "Hee hee! I said, SIT DOWN!"

Marcus plopped down in his chair.

"There, that's better!" said Gary. "You just stay there until dinner is over. Jennifer, go get us that bottle of wine you picked up this afternoon."

"Okay!" said Jennifer with a giggle, a sound you'd never heard from her before. When she spun around, her skirt flared up, and it was so short that you could see the bottoms of her butt cheeks. Her perfect, round butt cheeks.

Gary laughed as he watched her leave. "Hee hee! She worked hard all afternoon, cleaning this place up, but I let her go out and do some shopping for wine and food while I ran some errands. Oh, that's also when she picked up that cute, little outfit. Do you like it?"

"No, Gary, I don't like it," said Marcus. "It's degrading."

"Now, don't you lie!" said Gary, pointing an accusatory finger at him. "You tell old Gary the truth! What do you really think of the slut's new outfit?"

"I... I think..." Marcus looked like he was going to burst. He started to sweat. "I think it's hot as hell! I've asked her if she could wear an outfit like that in the bedroom, but she was too embarrassed. I don't understand why she'd wear something like that for you."

Jennifer came back into the dining room with a bottle of wine. She leaned over the table near Gary in the perfect position for him to look down her top, and she poured him some wine.

"Well, let's ask her!" said Gary. "Slut, why are you wearing that outfit?"

Jennifer smiled at him. She played with her glasses, the one flirty move you'd ever seen her make with Marcus, and stayed bent over in front of Gary as she said to him, "Because I love turning you on! You're so gorgeous, I want you to look at my hot body all the time!"

"Jennifer!" yelled Marcus.

The doorbell rang. Jennifer straightened up, and Gary slapped her ass and said, "Go get that, my little cock sucker extraordinaire!"

Jennifer smiled and blushed, then put the wine bottle down on the table and rushed off to answer the door.

Marcus looked like he wanted to leap across the table at Gary, but he stayed put and said, "What did you do to my wife?!"

"Hee hee! I'll explain that in a minute, but let's greet our other guest first."

Jennifer came back into the dining room with the guest.